I wandered the property yesterday seeking the old well. In memory, it was a small, round hole easy to fall into. In reality, this is what I found."A land without ruins is a land without memories--a land without memories is a land without history." Abram Joseph Ryan
"Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings." Flaubert
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beautiful picture, and beautiful thoughts to go along with it Suki ...
thanks Honor. I think the well is just gorgeous. I envision making a grotto out there.
How deep is that well? One cant fall in can they? lovely photo of it.
I don't know how deep it is. Sure, you could fall in. There are lots of old wells like this on countless rural properties. Hikers beware.
Went back to look at the photo again. All those reflections in there and the moss along the edges.
There are alot of things to mirror in your ponds around there.
This was so pretty. And truly did love the thoughts to go with it. I don't think people take the time to think like that.
Thanks for visiting my blog. I agree with you and was as surprised as you to find that it isn't as hard as I thought to make a million. I thought that it was going to be this overwhelming thing.
The more research I do, the more I see that there are a million and one ways to make it. But, as I keep saying, it is not about the money. Hard to explain... It is about the "road". I have just been amazed. Have a great day! KC
My ego sees the first letter of my first name...covered in moss, alge, ageing...a well of
happiness
dark
deep
dangerous
daring
dank
careful where you step
liked the words, saying, quote
Cris, yes, guess there are a lot of mirrors around here. including my relatives mirroring myself back to me.
KC of course, I was just quoting my friend. Unfortunately I have very little money, but I think that is because I did not focus on it in my life. If i had, and also most important if i had listened to and followed my INTUITION, I might be wealthier than I am.
Lynn, well maybe not ego. IT does look like an "L." Like your word play. Be WELL. Suki
gosh i was just looking at the pic and pondering on the quotes ... forgot to leave a comment...'
you always have something nice for us to think about...
i was thinking about my personal history... my ruins...
great words... full of hope...
What a neat place! I find it is interesting how your memory is so different...isn't it fascinating how our childhood memories remember amazing things...could this have had a round cover in your childhood?
Thanks Suki...you give me so much to ponder!
Peace!
Not the same as you remember it, eh?
I wonder why things shrink as I get older. The big ol' rock wall, the deep swamp, the gi-normous tree... all shrunk. (shrug)
Thanks human being. I think it is you who always gives us something to ponder. I only do once in awhile but thanks for your vote of confidence.
Hi Kim. My folks bought this farm in the 70's, so I was already grown up. Never the less that was many years ago. I do think memory is fascinating. And it is kinda wonderful to be able to check out some of those memories and see "what is." At least now from my perspective at this time of life.
Chewy what you describe is an interesting phenomena. What does this say about the subjectivity of what we are now seeing? Is any observation completely objective? Coming from a scientific family, I grew up believing in and practicing what i thought was objective observation and I assumed for a long time that other people did this too. No way. And maybe no one is ever really objective.
Beautiful words and picture Suki!
Thanks!
thanks Marianne. I always appreciate your stopping by to say hello.
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